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She sat beside him, looking down at it with a frown. "I just put some herbs in it known to treat colds well.."
She came back ten minutes later, holding a new cup. "This.. might not taste great. But it should help a lot."
She grinned, giving him the mint leaves she set on his bed stand before leaving the room to get stuff.
She looked up at him hopefully, nodding.
She still looked terribly worried, but let him go as she watched the floor.
"You coughed up blood.." she said, her voice still shaky. "That could mean a few things."
She shrugged slightly before taking his arm gently, her thumb brushing over where the blood was.
"Are.. you o-okay?" Her voice sounded rough and uneven, as if forced out.
She went over to him, hugging him and saying nothing.
It was Rory, she looked nervous, worried, and a bit like she were about to cry. She didn't say anything.
He alone for some time before there was hesitant knock on his door.
She went to her garden, harvesting and tending to her plants to calm down.
She looked upset, both at him and in general. Her expression was conflicted, like she wanted to speak but could not. Ultimately, she did not...
Her eyes narrowed as she approached him, taking his arm and looking.
He was alone before Rory looked in with a frown. "Emerson?"
She went back, doing her chores.
She relaxed, her head tilting as she observed him carefully. She came over silently, putting mint leaves on the side table before going back to...
A bit later, Rory checked in on Emerson again.
(Zoop?)
She gave him a small smile. "You're welcome," she said warmly, before leaving.
